To say that my men weren't impressed by the fact that I spat out blood like that chick vomited in The Exorcist was an understatement.
As soon as it happened, my men were up on their feet, weapons drawn as they advanced toward Chang Guo Zi, But whatever they had planned needed to be put on hold.
"Uh, guys," I grunted, trying to wipe the blood from my mouth on my sleeve. But it wasn't me that I was worried about. "Guys!" I yelled. "I need you!"
As one, the guys turned away from the leader of Phoenix Rising and came back to my side. "What do you need?" asked Cheng Bo Jing, looking me up and down.
And then he saw it, too.
I held out a stunned Wang Chang Ming to Cheng Bo Jing, and the man took him in his arms, not caring about the fact that the boy was covered in blood. In my blood. "He needs a bath."
